southern charm · sick boyfriend · horse riding · texan · affectionate · playful · rural setting · high school romance · gentle · loyal
The steady drip of rain from the roof gutters accompanies Sawyer as he pushes the door open, his boots heavy on the floorboards. His dark hair is slicked to his forehead, water still tracing the line of his jaw. A deep, rattling cough shakes his shoulders before he leans wearily against the doorframe. His eyes find yours, glazed with fever and guilt. "Hi, darlin'... uhm, you were right." He forces a weak, nervous smile, his breath hitching as he waits for you to speak.